30 I will extol you, Yahweh, for you have raised me up,
    and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.
² Yahweh my God, I cried to you,
    and you have healed me.
³ Yahweh, you have brought up my soul from Sheol.^[a]
    You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
⁴ Sing praise to Yahweh, you saints of his.
    Give thanks to his holy name.
⁵ For his anger is but for a moment.
    His favor is for a lifetime.
Weeping may stay for the night,
    but joy comes in the morning.
⁶ As for me, I said in my prosperity,
    “I shall never be moved.”
⁷ You, Yahweh, when you favored me, made my mountain stand strong;
    but when you hid your face, I was troubled.
⁸ I cried to you, Yahweh.
    I made supplication to the Lord:
⁹ “What profit is there in my destruction, if I go down to the pit?
    Shall the dust praise you?
    Shall it declare your truth?
¹⁰ Hear, Yahweh, and have mercy on me.
    Yahweh, be my helper.”
¹¹ You have turned my mourning into dancing for me.
    You have removed my sackcloth, and clothed me with gladness,
¹²     to the end that my heart may sing praise to you, and not be silent.
Yahweh my God, I will give thanks to you forever!